All About Money

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    [Magazeen:]
    Moving Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
    We are make money, make money
    So don't try nothing funny
    Death before dishonor, honor
    Rise up the Maybach banner
    Zeen, bigga[? ] Maga to the zeen
    [? ]
    No so fuck a playa hater
    Real Gangsta's make paper
    Because we hustle everyday
    That's how we get paid
    Step up in the club and buy a 100 Rose
    Make friend no, fuck a playa hater
    Real gangsta's make paper
    Because we hustle everyday
    That's how we get paid
    Run up in the club and buy a dozen rose
    Money over everything, money buy you anything
    Money make the World spin, money make your girl sing
    Money is not everything, but money get ya anything
    Remember stash a little ting just in case of anything,

    [Chorus:]
    I say it's all about money
    It's money over everything
    You can see it in my eyes
    Than it ain't no surprise that I'm out for the chedder man
    I said it's all about money
    It's money over everything
    I ain't in the streets for nothing
    Everyday a nigga hustlin
    And I'm out to get that chedder man
    It's money over everything

    I spend a lot of dollars nigga but I stack more
    24-7 nigga call it trap mode
    Go hundred spokes spinnin' on the ride
    So 357 give a nigga what he ask for
    Money over everything even a bitch
    I know some homies on the Ave that would kill for a brick
    I got some [? ] in a trap buy a hundred a flip
    A half a mill in a stash act broke as a bitch
    I'm running the strip I get it how I live
    Break a pound down or I can get it out a bitch
    Robbin' motherfuckers that be so-called ballin'
    Young [? ] let me in, bitch I get it all in

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    [Chorus]

    Smoking on Bagdads, fleshing on you rasclats
    Just came home snatch the roof off the new jag
    Future so bright even though I got a buried past
    I've been gone for a minute, then I'm still on you niggas ass
    Pump your brakes don't nothing move but the cash
    Red yellow old school looking like the fucking flash
    This ain't a comic book, lives get took here
    Money over everything [? ]

    [Chorus]

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